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I'm on my seven acre property looking out at a strange dome enclosing my land. I understand that it's going to protect my girlfriend and I from the threatening event that was to take place on this specific day. The day in question was never mentioned, but I suspect it was December twenty first. As I looked out, I felt secure. I knew that nothing could harm us because of the dome.
My girlfriend (Jamie) says "Ferrell, you're just being paranoid. The world isn't going to end today." She tells me this repeatedly, soothing me with her words. Eventually, I start to believe her because I love her. I decide to have faith in her confidence and try my best to eliminate the fear and paranoia left in my heart.
She suggests we go to the movies to distract me from my emotions, so we get into the car. As we're driving, the world transitions from day to night. The transition was subtle, and felt natural. As she drives, we causally chat. My head is leaning against the window and I'm looking at the night sky. I see a bunch of stars and I feel comfortable. I feel glad that I left the house.
Suddenly, a cluster of shooting stars passes overhead. Every ounce of fear that I had felt before came rushing back. I continued to stare out the window, never allowing my body language to express fear, until I saw the final star. It moved much slower than all the others and it made a strange machine type sound. I knew it was a UFO, I just knew it.
I begin to panic telling Jamie, "It's fucking aliens man! They're here, they're here, they're here!" She laughs and soothes me yet again. She puts her hand on my hand and tells me, "Ferrell, do you remember when you had your panic attack in fourth grade because you thought aliens were coming? It's the same thing. They're just shooting stars." Skeptically, I accept her explanation. This exact situation had happened in the past, so it was probably happening now.
We arrive, park the car, and begin to walk towards the theater. As we’re walking, I’m studying the building. I’m noticing how its appearance resembles that of a fortress. I'm still feeling immensely paranoid and I'm certain that shit's going to jump off any second. It's dark outside, and it feels as if a storm is coming. The wind is blowing and I'm just not feeling right at all. We buy our ticket and enter the building.
Inside, the lights are low. As we’re walking through the long dark hallway, I notice the vibes of the theater are just as threatening as they are comforting. We take our seats and shortly after, the film begins. Instead of looking at the screen, I'm scoping out the room. I notice there isn’t an emergency exit which makes me feel uncomfortable. I also notice that there is a small window just a few feet from where I’m sitting. I could see through it, and it led to outside. The window made me feel nervousness because it reminded me of outside.
Just a few moments after the film starts, I hear the wind pick up. My heart begins to race. I look out the window and notice trees swaying violently. Then, a bright flash of light. I knew that it was most likely just lighting and tried my very best to remain calm … but it happened again. This time, when the flash of light came, it lit up the entire theater and a woman screamed.
It was at this moment I could no longer contain my fear. I absolutely flipped. I stood up and screamed "It's happening! It's fucking happening! We have to get out of here right now!" and sprinted for the door. I needed to get outside to discover what was going on. I sprint down the long, dark hallway as fast as possible. When I reach the exit, I violently clash with it, causing it to fly open. I spill out onto the sidewalk, but quickly pick myself up and continue the mad-dash for the parking lot.
When I reach the center of the parking lot, I turn around and see this massive cloud swirling over the movie theater. It was a combination between a tornado, and a black hole. The bottom of the tornado wasn’t touching the ground. Instead, it just hovered. The mouth of the tornado was a deep dark portal. That’s when the inevitable doom set in. Jamie was still in the theater and there was no way to save her. I stare up at the beast in awe. The clouds swirled violently as if they were alive. The wind was so powerful that I struggle to keep my balance. It was dark outside but the lightning lit up the sky like a strobe light. The tornado/black hole extended itself low enough and began destroying the theater. Debris fills the air
I woke up distraught
wow ... where to start?
I recently watched Donny Darko again, and in the film a hole opens up in the sky. (It looked identical) I have an immense phobia of Tornado's and bad weather. I'm terrified of aliens and I really did have a panic attack in the fourth grade becuase I thought shooting stars were space ships.
The end of the dream was just too much. I couldn't handle seeing that. There's no way for me to explain what that moment was like for me.
I feel like it's symbolic that Jamie was in the theater. She's going off to college kind of far away in August, and I'm afraid of losing her. It's one of the biggest fears / problems in my life currently and I suspect that's why everything played out the way it did. My real life fear of losing Jamie translated into this dream.
Without a doubt this was one of the most intense, in depth, and clearest dreams I've ever had in my entire life
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Suddenly, I'm on my backporch and instantly realize I'm dreaming. I dive through the screen that seperates my porch from the world, and begin to fly. Now in the past, flying has been sort of a difficult process for me. But this time, I was flying in a straight line and building immense speed. Never before had I been able to accelerate like this. I'm aware that this a unique moment and it inspires me to fly even faster. At this point, I'm about twenty seconds into my flight , the dream is strong, I'm still building speed, the scenery is beautiful (I'm flying over a forest enviorment) ... then my cell phone rings ...
I wake up slightly annoyed but satisfied because I was flying at a speed that I never thought possible
* In the past, I would jump like 200 feet in the air and divebomb twords the ground. I would literally fall head first and juuust before I landed on my face, I would pull up like a pilot would and glide for as long as possible.
To have the ability to build my own momentum from nothing was a new experience that was very liberating. The flight felt smoothe. I would describe it like the feeling you feel when you stick your hand out the window of a moving car and the air feels like water and your hand is just breaking through it comfortably ... In this situation, it was my entire body feeling that ... just breaking the air comfortably
it was a really cool experience
It was not my intention to become lucid, but I consider this a WILD. It was immediately after I put my head on the pillow. I went from being completely awake to dreaming instantly it seemed. * I can only do this when I'm verry tired
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I'm sitting in on the couch in my living room watching television. I notice that the screen is blury, and that's when I become lucid. I don't even watch TV! I stood up from the couch and looked around. My house looked exactly as it does in real life with the furniture slightly different. Everything seems to be going great until I see a figure sitting in the doorway. At first I assume it's my mother because she always sits in that particular place, but as the moments pass, I realize it's not her.
I called out to the figure ... " mom? " ... but there was no response. The way the figure was sitting seemed unnatural and my heart began to race. I slowly approached when the creature focused it's gaze apon me. Her eyes were jet black and large like charcoals. The skin was wrinkled and I believed I was staring at a demon. My mind began to race. I was lucid, yet having the most frightening experience of all time. How could this be? I pondered the possibility of this demon genuinely being from another realm beyond my comprehension. Who is to say that what I see is merely a projection of my imagination?
I considered waking myself up, but then I saw the significance in the situation. I've been having DEEP issues with my mother this year. I've even jokingly remarked on several occasions that "she has a demon" inside of her. I'm usually not the religious type, but there's just something about demons that I find incredibly frightening.
I decide to take my chances. I convince myself that it's just a creation of my imagination and slowly start inching forward. All the while it never once took it's eyes off of me. The sight was one of the most horrifying experiences of my entire life. As I'm getting closer and closer, I start to feel as though it's communicating it's thoughts into my head. I feel extremely threatened, yet slowly continue inching forward. I get to the point where I'm standing face to face with this ... thing ... and I slowly put my arms around it. I hugged my mother/the demon for about ten seconds. It never moved, blinked, or spoke. It just watched.
After the hug, I decided that I needed to stop thinking about this creature. I figured that if I simply ignored its existance, it would dissapear eventually. So I turned my back to it and walked deeper into the house. As I'm walking past an end table in the living room, I notice a handheld mirror that appears strange. I pick it up and examine it, but rather than seeing my reflection ... I see a portal if you will to another place. I stick my head inside of the mirror to explore this strange phenonemon, but I couldn't see anything. It was as if I went blind as soon as my head went through the portal.
When I removed my head from the mirror, I was no longer in my house with the demon/ my mom ... I was in a strange house with my brother. This house had an asian type vibe to it ... very zen ... you know what I mean? With those paper walls and dark wooden pillars. I ask Trevor, "Where are we?" and he replies "No clue." I decide that I want to go outside and fly, so I jump through the glass window. As I broke through, I landed on the floor of a brand new house. Trevor came to the window and looked through with astonishment. He said "how are you not hurt right now?" and I told him, "because we're dreaming!"
Then Trevor got completely stoked. It was like I enlightened my projection and now my projection was lucid. I really wanted to go outside though! So I jumped through another window, yet ended up in a NEW NEW house. I was pissed. I just wanted to fly. I broke through another window and the cycle repeated yet again. I felt like it was symbolic ... not being able to escape the house ... and I understood while in the dream...
After that I purposely woke myself up
I'm proud of myself for staying in the dream